Has now a riding school she is the teacher and Birthdays for children on Sat. people also board the horses with her. Amazing how she gets up so early and still at night is in the barn. She gives 100% to her farm life and never complains.

All her life since she was high to a grasshopper. Wanted a farm and horses.

Married the right guy who loved it also.

Has two children the one gal follows after her Mom and is a winner rider like her mom.Ribbons,trophies .

So it is nice to see other people have the same passion of Gods countryWide open spaces of Farm land and horses.

I wonder what you pay for a dog bed in your area. I looked at new ones for my pups and they were $40 for one the same size. I am just going to do a $8 pillow with a pillowcase for now. Either way the girls look very happy with your purchase.

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An Award!

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I am a retired art teacher who has always had a passion for horses. We live on a farm and currently care for 4 horses, 2 dogs and 3 cats.
My husband and I are both very active as volunteers in our community and have enjoyed living here for over 40 years.
This Journal has opened up my world.
It was started on February 22nd, 2008 and has taken me to so many places.
What a way to travel!

In memory of L'orange Marmalade

lily

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A Navajo quote to Woof Whinny Whisper

FROM GREY HORSE MATTERS...

If you bury him in this spot,the secret of which you must already have,he will come to you when you call;come to you over the far, dim pastures of death.

And though you ride other living horses through life,they shall not shy at him, nor resent his coming,For he is yours, and he belongs there.

People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grassbent by his footfall,who hear no nicker pitched too fine for insensitive ears.People who may never really love a horse.

Smile at them then, for you shall know somethingthat is hidden from themand which is well worth the knowingThe one place to bury a horse is in the heart of his master.

Thank you, Grey Horse Matters.

Elvira

Somewhere in time's own spaceThere must be some sweet pastured placeWhere creeks sing on and tall trees growSome paradise where horses go,For by the love that guides my penI know great horses live again.~Stanley Harrison